September 15, 2008

Pre-Election Blues

This is just the beginning of the end. As I sit here I ponder the fate of a country that would be foolish enough to elect John McCain and Sarah Palin. True, McCain was a soldier. It is a sad fact that many soldiers are dying and getting shattered by the current wars that our idiot republican president, George W. Bush and his puppet master, Dick Cheney, have lied to lead us astray.

Our country is dying and the new angels of death are McCain and Palen. Elect them and you will be pulling, not an election ballot, but the switch on an instrument of death because they will finish us off.

I have nothing else to say today.

September 11, 2008

911: Seven Years

“Friend and neighbor you have taken away,
my one companion is darkness.”–Psalm 88

Matt Damon thinks the idea of Sarah Palin being a “heartbeat” away from the presidency is “a really terrifying possibility. You do the actuary tables and there’s a one out of three chance that McCain doesn’t survive his first term and it’ll be president Palin.”

“I need to know,” says Matt, “if she really thinks dinosaurs were here 4,000 years ago. I want to know that because she’s going to have the nuclear codes.”

Naturally Palin’s spokesperson called Matt another one of Barack Obama’s celebrity friends who “continue to tear down Governor Palin with little more than blatant name calling.”

It’s more than name calling folks. Sarah Palin is a creationist and Matt Damon is merely quoting what creationists believe.

I’ll give even odds that Sarah Palin doesn’t even know what an actuary table is.

But enough of this. 911. This is the white man’s trail of tears. Truly, it is a sad day for all of us. What human beings do to each other convinces me that we are all insane.

September 8, 2008

911: Barracuda, The Four Horseman of The Apocalypse

“Never tell God you don’t like one of his creations.”—Anonymous

So, they call Sarah Palin the “Barracuda”, or at least they play that song by Heart, against Heart’s will, to describe the potential VP.  Do you know how big the brain of a Barracuda is?  Not very big.  Vicious, not smart.

As we near 911/08, California’s unemployment rate has hit 7.3%.  Last July the unemployment rate in Cal was 5.4%.  Bush’s policies at work.  A war economy.  The Four Horseman, Conquest, War, Famine, & Death are riding high.

Children are having nightmares about Global Warming.  That’s the world they will inherit and they know it.  The children watch TV.

They see tsunamis drown families in Indonesia.  Classrooms fall and bury students in China.  Levees collapse and a major United States city, New Orleans, is staggering on its last legs.  First Hurricane Kristina, then Gustave.  TV news shows roads filled with refugees.  In the U.S.A.

Chaos theory prevails.

Ride your bicycle instead of driving your car.  Bring a cup to Dunkin Donuts instead of taking a new styrofoam cup every time.  Think about it.  How many styrofoam cups does Dunkin Donuts use in a day.  Visualize the pile if they were all stacked together.  Just one day and it’s tough to conceive the size of it.

Visualize a pitbull with lipstick on.  Hey, Palin said it; what do you think it would look like?

I’m going to vote for Barack Obama and hope for the best.  If McCain wins we’ll all have to go out into the streets and cut our throats and watch the blood of America run into the sewers.

Barracuda.

“From the oyster to the eagle, from the swine to the tiger, all animals are to be found in men and each of them exists in some man, sometimes several a the same time.  Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.  God displays them to us to give us food for thought.”—–Victor Hugo, Les Miserables, 1862.

Sarah Palin.  BARRACUDA! ! !

September 4, 2008

911: Coming This Way

“. . .O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.”— Thomas Wolfe, Look Homeward Angel.

Sarah Palin spoke last night. “She creates instant excitement because nobody knows her.”—Joshua Hader, South Dakota. “Hilary is been-there, done-that. Palin is a bright, honest woman who will be going places.”—Vergene Donovan, Iowa.

To be honest, I don’t know who Sarah Palin is. Maybe she’d make a great president. Maybe she shouldn’t even come close to that job. But by being a heart-beat away from the presidency, if John McCain is elected or “selected”, I’d like to really know if she’s up to the job. Because, truth to tell, John McCain is that age where anything can happen.

Hell, I’m 62, and I’m at that age where anything can happen, instantly. Of course, you could say that about anyone, at any age, it’s just that the odds get shorter as the years get longer. Strangely enough, as the years add on, they feel as if they’re getting shorter all the time.

I believe our time sense changes dramatically as we age. Remember, when you were in grade school and were let out for summer vacation? The summer stretched ahead of you like eternity, the going back to school was just soooo far away. And then, one day, you were getting your books ready.

Now, at 62, when summer begins, I celebrate July 4th, wake up the next morning and it is Labor Day. Did you ever wonder why elderly people drive so slowly? Could it be that every other car and truck is whizzing by so fast that it is just overwhelming.

We get older, our time sense just changes. The way we perceive it is altered; each year time (a constant) shifts gear and picks up speed. As a child, one wakes up in the morning and the day stretches out like a lazy dog. So much can happen; the possibilities are endless; night is on its way but why think about it? The minute hand of the clock creeps slowly; the day is long and filled with promise(or horror depending on what kind of childhood you have) and there is so much to be done.

At 62, I wake up, get ready for daytime activities as the minute hand speeds so quickly I can’t see it; the hours fly by like minutes. I make a list of things to do and by the time I finish the list, the day can be half over. The seasons are like days, the years whip by as I hurtle towards my death. I’m happily married but I try to work the same shifts as my wife; I’m too old for a drive-by marriage.

I watched my father and mother. They suffered from a delusion, they thought they had forever together and then WHAM — and my mom was gone, my father crying as he lay on her empty body. Short, so short life is, but by the time we know it we are staring at wrinkles and grey hair in the mirror, wondering how that happened.

Teen-agers take note. Today you are dancing with amphetamine energy, tomorrow you are leaning on a cane — if you are lucky.

Death comes so quickly, like a lover that just can’t wait to get its arms around you.

And what does this have to do with John McCain’s choice, Sarah Palin? The fact is that Sarah Palin may be closer to the presidency than we ever dreamed of. John McCain is older than I and the clock is ticking.

I don’t care what Sarah said about Barack Obama. That’s her job. She’s being paid(in a sense) to paint a picture of Obama that is not flattering.

But Sarah Palin is no Lyndon Johnson. I guess we have that to thank for — or do we? I’m in the middle of watching “Chicago 10″, a new DVD that just came out. It is about the 1968 Democratic Convention and it should be required viewing for all students in Junior High School. It shows a part of history that must be remembered.

Today, or was it yesterday, free-lance journalist Emma Goldman was arrested just for speaking out near the republican convention. “Cuffed and Stuffed” as they say in criminal jargon. Who would have thought that so much damage could be done in just 8 years?

If the Yippee’s(hippies) could see us now, they would wonder why good Americans aren’t filling the streets in protest. George Orwell is crying in his grave. 1984 is a dream come true. “Who’s Watching The Watchmen?”

Tonight, as 911 draws near, John McCain will speak. Drawing demon’s breath, he will breathe fog into the eyes of the American people who don’t want the future to realize itself.

This is not a race to see which party will win the presidency. It is a fight for the survival of the human species(and all the other species except the cockroachs who are rooting for John McCain).

Make some phone calls. Put an Obama sign on your lawn before you lose your property. Take action, wherever you are.

Barack Obama is the man who can change the future of the U.S.A. He is the leader who can take us into the 21st century. If John McCain wins, to paraphrase Albert Einstein, “World War III will become real, and World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”

911 is just around the corner. Pay attention or pay the price.